Sir Lancelot

Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Bloody Peasant! Burn her anyway! Shut up! Will you shut up?! Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! He hasn't got shit all over him.

What… is your quest?

Why? You don't vote for kings. I am your king.

• I am your king.
• Now, look here, my good man.
• We found them.
• I dunno. Must be a king.

Makes Ben Hur look like an Epic!

Burn her! Well, I didn't vote for you. Who's that then? Why do you think that she is a witch?

What a strange person

And the hat. She's a witch! And this isn't my nose. This is a false one. Well, we did do the nose. Did you dress her up like this? I dunno. Must be a king. You don't vote for kings.

1. I'm not a witch.
2. I am your king.

King Arthur

Now, look here, my good man. Why do you think that she is a witch? We want a shrubbery!! The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!

Bridgekeeper

Who's that then? …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? Why do you think that she is a witch?
Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! Well, Mercia's a temperate zone! Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!
Now, look here, my good man. Where'd you get the coconuts? You don't vote for kings.
Burn her anyway! I am your king. I'm not a witch. Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut's tropical!
Camelot! Burn her anyway! I am your king. Now, look here, my good man. We found them. You don't vote for kings.
Look, my liege! Bloody Peasant! Bring her forward! Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods. I dunno. Must be a king. And the hat. She's a witch!
We found them. She looks like one. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Well, Mercia's a temperate zone!
Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?
On second thoughts, let's not go there. It is a silly place. Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! Bloody Peasant! I dunno. Must be a king. I am your king.
And the hat. She's a witch! Shut up! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king. The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land. Well, we did do the nose.
The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice! It's only a model. What a strange person.
Well, she turned me into a newt. I'm not a witch. What a strange person. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! Burn her anyway! Burn her!
Shut up! Will you shut up?! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed! What do you mean?
…Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate? Well, I didn't vote for you.
Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Bring her forward! Well, we did do the nose. Burn her! We shall say 'Ni' again to you, if you do not appease us.